**TRIGGER WARNING: This chapter includes some scenes of sexual harassment which can be a trigger for some people!**
Lillian gave him a stare before getting up on her feet. She didn't want to stay around for another second only to get more humiliation. But she didn't know that escaping him wasn't as easy as she was hoping it to be.
She had only taken a step forward when she was forcefully pulled back to her spot. She landed on the same sofa as her body moved to the side. Her shocked eyes trailed off to see the cause of it.
It was the same man who had been eyeing her with his lustful orbs. Armand had his fingers wrapped around her wrist, so tightly that she was finding it hard to pull her hand back.
"Don't play so hard, sweetheart. Trust me when I say this, I won't leave you unsatisfied." His lips were curled up in the same sinister smile which depicted clearly what was going through his mind.
